A man with the world at his feet and he stole a kiss from me. It should have ended there. It didn't...
"Prince Charming grew up and got a riding crop. Dark, sensual, and alpha..." - Laurelin Paige, New York Times bestselling author
Alexander swept into my life with a stolen kiss and turned my world into chaos.
It should have ended there, since I had no idea who he was.
Except that kiss was caught by someone's camera, and now the picture is splashed on tabloids all over the world. Everyone wants to know about the woman photographed with the future King of England: me.
But Alexander is nothing like I expected. He's controlling. He's demanding. He's dangerous. He warns me to stay away—that the press and his family will destroy me. That he doesn't want more than my body.
I know this can only end one way, so why does it feel like we're falling in love?